A Fiend as a Friend

Chapter 26

Collins arranged a meeting in the afternoon, requiring all members of the Rainbow band to be present. So, that's basically why I am changing my dress. Wait, before you eat me, the meeting is to be held outside the dorm. So,  I have to look classy because of the paparazzi.

Now, we're good.

I chose a pink gown- remember, I love gowns to a fault- it had floral patterns and a deep V at the back. It had a round neck that was decorated with beads. On the short sleeves were flowers- small ones though. The gown was short, reaching around my thigh side and tight. So, I wore my black pantyhose.

I slipped into my flats, left my hair flowing around my shoulders in smooth waves. No makeup, no jewelry. I am naturally beautiful, forget pride.

When I got outside, I saw Scott waiting for me. He smiled when he saw me. "I would have gone for you if I hadn't had Elsa."

"Shut up", I said playfully. "Where are the others?"

"They already left."

"What?"

"Yeah. I decided to wait for you. What a gentleman, right?"

"Funny. Let's leave already."

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When we got to the hall where we were to meet, I got down from the car only to be surrounded by reporters, who were busy flashing their cameras at me.

"Did you have any connection with the Rainbow band before you auditioned?" a man with bald head asked.

I scoffed. What nonsense connections?

"How old are you? Who are your parents?"

I was about to answer that when Scott came beside me and pushed me through the crowd. When we finally got inside, I exhaled loudly. Those reporters could make someone frustrated as hell.

Scott laughed before directing me towards the conference room. He paused for a while and smiled. "What you'll see in there would be baffling. It's called a welcome test. Goodluck."

"What? I thought we were having a meeting? No one told me about this."

He just patted my arm and walked away. I felt my whole body tremble. What would I see? Before I could think of anything else, the doors pulled open.

Wait, I didn't touch the handle!

"Here is our newest member, Felicity Adams!"

I gulped when I noticed the large audience. What was I supposed to do?  I turned to glare at Collins. How could he do this to me?

"Come in, Miss Adams."

I scoffed before walking to the podium. I bowed slightly to the crowd who clapped in return. What was happening for Christ sake?

My eyes found their way to Michael's direction, somehow. He sat at the front along with Mike and Thomas. He was glaring hard at me, his foot tapping the floor like an impatient man. Well, irregardless of his temper, he looked dashing in his red suit. He wore a black shirt and a matching tie. For a moment, I wished we were still together. Maybe I would have felt calmer.

Mike on the other hand was typing on his phone, smiling sheepishly at whatever it was he was looking at. Nonsense guy.

"So, it's time. Good luck, Miss Adams."

I widened my eyes and tried to signal to him with my eyes to tell me what to do, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he smiled and walked away. I continued to stare at his retreating figure until I heard someone call my name.

I jumped and looked towards the crowd.

"Now, tell us what made you delve into music."

I gripped my handbag tightly. This looked like a press conference. I wasn't even ready for this. I looked at Michael, hoping to get some encouragement, but he just glared harder.